I took another deep breath, met his gaze, and swallowed. f**k it, I thought and did something completely out of character. Placing my hands on either side of his face, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him. As soon as my lips touched his, I blanched, but he immediately responded. Placing his hands on my arms, he held me to him and I went for it. Pouring my heartache and pain into the kiss. Fireworks exploded and lit my lower belly on fire. Then I came to my senses and pulled away.
“Is that it?" he asked, flashing his mega-watt smile.
I considered his question, gauging his thoughts and pondering my own. Was that it? My p***y fluttered with need. I wanted a whole lot more of Griffin. “No," I said, desperate to block out all the pain radiating through me. “I don't want it to be." My fingers
